She clawed into his back, telling him how big and thick he was. It made him hotter, and he fucked her fast, hearing the smack of their skin while he p...lowed and pounded her petite pussy senseless. He pulled out and turned her around, pressing her face into the counter. Joe rubbed her perfect ass, smacking it hard and watching it shake just the way he loved. He drove into her again, and pulled her hair. He was grabbing one of her tits, pulling on her hard nipple, and pounding her twat with a. "You read what that means from my mind," I said."Yes," she replied. "And no ... I didn't do anything to you last night."I sat down and stared at her. "You had to have done something." I got the girls to clean up the bedroom and straighten up the apartment a little. I made sure they got to their beds," she said. "It wasn't for you. Kameron wasn't ready to find a pair of fucked-out college girls in your bedroom."I tried very hard not to look at Kameron ... and failed. She was studying my face in. "Old Mom" said she could make the six jars last almost a whole year if no one found her stash.The day Hilda McNabb, a school teacher for more than twenty-five years and her husband Hiram, a farmer for all of his 58 years, left with their four grandchildren, the old farm house seemed to echo with the slightest sound. It was empty and quiet. Breakfast had always been a rushed meal People ate what they wanted in the time they had, then rushed off to begin their day. But now only Thomas would come. ”Auntie seemed to know what she was doing, Em was already feeling calmer and safer. It was time to fess up. The first step to getting help was admitting the problem. “Please Auntie, I’ve been making… bad decisions, mistakes, being stupid. I’ve screwed up, and I know I screwed up, but I can’t stop making the same mistakes over again.”Auntie smiled again, “Its ok, child. Everyone makes mistakes, the key is realizing that is what they are. I’m not your judge, I’m a fully involved life coach. Tell.